“The lonely silence is only interrupted by the sound of my brushstrokes repeatedly scraping across the canvas, in search of memory and meaning.”

“Though life is uncertain, I know Paris will never leave me. Like my art, it will always be there to draw me back in.”

“…I preach about the magic of fairy tales and create works of fantastical imaginings. What type of artist would I be if I also didn’t leave room for a little magic in my own life?”

“This is not the beginning of me being an artist, but rather it is the start of a visual documentation of me having begun again…”